[ Is she a slave? No. Does she believe herself to be one? Never. But that does not change her current circumstances; in these lands, under COST's command, she is far closer to being a slave than she ever would allow herself to be in their world. It's been many a year since the last time she was under the command of another, and even then, whilst she still had some means of freedom, her fate was in the hands of Viserys and Drogo.
Perhaps that is what makes it far more difficult to see her husband. She is dragon-less whenever in his presence, her true strength, gone. More than this fact, however, is the one that Viserion is gone. No matter the topic of discussion, her thoughts cannot stray far from this news.
Or for the burning in her nose and eyes. ]
Our stations dictate we cannot be. We'll study COST and their ways, and plan accordingly.
[ She tilts her head to look up at him, and though her smile is thin, it's still real. ]
Thank you for sharing your memories with me, Jon. [ Even if the one of her son is one she would like never to claim. With little other preamble, she makes to stand. ] I need time to--think these things over.
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Perhaps that is what makes it far more difficult to see her husband. She is dragon-less whenever in his presence, her true strength, gone. More than this fact, however, is the one that Viserion is gone. No matter the topic of discussion, her thoughts cannot stray far from this news.
Or for the burning in her nose and eyes. ]
Our stations dictate we cannot be. We'll study COST and their ways, and plan accordingly.
[ She tilts her head to look up at him, and though her smile is thin, it's still real. ]
Thank you for sharing your memories with me, Jon. [ Even if the one of her son is one she would like never to claim. With little other preamble, she makes to stand. ] I need time to--think these things over.